Nostalgia

I’m currently sitting here at work, looking out the window. It’s a beautiful winter’s day with a robin’s egg coloured sky, and fluffy white clouds. The sun is shining, and you can hear the sound of rustling leaves as a breeze whispers through the trees.

I don’t know what it is, but days like this really remind me of my hometown: childhood memories of playing in my backyard, schoolyard memories of lunch with friends on the field, college memories of walking on campus.

The ordinary moments which have become the “good old days”.

Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” – Dr Seuss―

Dear Ex

It’s been a while since we last talked…How are you doing?

I’ve been doing some thinking, and have something I’ve been wanting to say.

It wasn’t your fault we broke up. It was mine, too.

I’m sorry for not supporting you more.

I’m sorry for making you feel like you couldn’t talk to me about some things.

I’m sorry for hurting you.

I’m sorry for not realizing what we had when we had it.

I miss you.

I’m thankful that you were in my life.

Thankful for the memories.

Thankful for your love.

Thankful for the laughter.

Thankful for the experiences.

Thank you.

It’s been awhile… And I hear you’re dating someone new.

I hope you are happy.

I hope she appreciates you.

I hope she makes you laugh.

I hope she loves you with as much love as you give out to others.

I’m hopeful that we can meet again as friends.

I Wonder

I used to wonder…

How do lovers end up becoming haters?

How do people who were at the center of your life end up becoming strangers?

How do close knit friends end up becoming mere acquaintances?

I wonder, what happens to all those feelings, shared experiences and memories?

I’ve experienced all of the above, and still have no answers.

But I guess it’s the same way that a stranger can become your closest confidante.

A casual friendship can become your strongest and most enduring relationship .

A chance encounter can mean you meet your soul mate.

An instant connection can be felt with a person you just met.

I wonder at the magic of human interactions.

Friendships are Weird

Today I caught up with some old friends whom I hadn’t seen in a while. Truth be told, I thought our friendship had been left in the past -not because of any drama that happened, or any feelings of dislike, but because… life.

As we grow older, our paths seem to become more divergent. We get caught up in our own things; the coffee dates, shopping sprees, girly catch ups fade into the background. Careers, partners,babies, new friends in a similar phase of life come into the foreground.

Before we know it, we haven’t spoken in days, weeks, months, years.

There are some friendships where this is the end.

There are others, where the friendship is lying dormant, to be re-kindled once the paths converge again.

There are still more where the friendship still exists, but the relationship isn’t as deep as it once was. Where it’s held together mostly by shared history and memories of good times.

Friendships are weird, varied, ever changing, and complex.

But I treasure all of them. 🙂

Reflections

It’s funny. When I was a kid, I looked forward to being a cool teen.

When I was a (not so cool) teen in high school, I looked forward to life as a university student.

When I was a university student , I looked forward to life as a working professional.

Now that I’m a working professional, I look forward to the day that I can retire.

But I also look back, and miss the times when I was in university.

When I was a teen.

When I was a kid.

Miss it to the point, where if I could turn back the clock, I would. Just so I could revel in it and appreciate that time in my life for what it was.

And it makes me think, will I look back at this point of my life, and wish I was back here?

The answer is most likely yes.

So I should live it, and appreciate it for what it is.